Here I was, having sex with an attractive guy and my mind had momentarily wandered, dreaming up scenarios in which the police found my dead naked body in a wreckage at the bottom of an elevator shaft. Not the kind of shaft I was hoping to be wrecked by.
Day 112: Maybe that girl was flirting with me? Shit, I should have asked for her number. Do I go back? No, must demonstrate abundance mentality. Plenty of fish in the sea!
I had literally needed anti-anxiety medication prescribed on the spot to calm down enough to leave the doctor’s office — the only thing that could possibly make this worth it was meeting my soulmate immediately and making passionate love forever, right?
You may have provided context for the worst things said to you during sex, but we think they stand together as a poem just fine.
Instead of getting ghosted after a few messages or trying to have a conversation with people who don’t like trains, it can be a healthy experience to learn how to enjoy being on your own sometimes.
When you have a time-slot to fill, it can be difficult to get going.
Use your tongue in your partner’s ear and you will discover you’ve hit them with a new pleasure usually disregarded due to being self-conscious.
Consent doesn’t stop once you start having sex, especially when trying new things.
I remember thinking, “This guy better have the greatest stroke game in New Delhi. Or at the very least, strawberry-flavoured lube and a comfy mattress.”
To say sex poses a challenge for me hardly scratches the surface. I’m not attracted to the body on top of or under me and I will never be able to return the sentiment when Josh tells me I’m sexy, as flattered as I am despite not knowing exactly what that means.
The last year of Catholic high school, we decided to bypass the rumours and just fuck.
Growing up in mainland China, I never received any sort of education about sex. Yes, my mom and Grade 6 science teacher did explain the origin of humans — but that’s it.
I have found ways to counter this by not attaching names to faces and closed-mouth closed-eye kisses — and yet those are the moments in which I feel.
For Blair, landscape painting is more than a hobby. It’s a passion equal to his love of geography and it impacts his approach towards teaching and research.
What I expected to do in this solo journey to California turned out to be very different from how it actually went.